I gave my enemies a bloody harvest, but I miscalculated and allowed myself to be driven into a trap. I was saved from death by my spiritual weapon “Christina”, who gave all her strength and moved me to another reality. There is blood and guts all around, soldiers are running to the bayonet line and are being torn apart by machine gun fire. Spells thunder, firestorms claim thousands of lives and the steam barges of the Imperial Navy support the infantry. The Great War awaited me in the new world.